Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

After a moment, he finally spoke: "Miss Immortal Demon..."

The ostentatious mobile phone was immediately raised up - please call me the Immortal Demon.

"Mr. Immortal Demon." Wen Can responded readily, his tone exuding the indifference and calmness of treating the other party as an NPC, "Excuse me, are you interested in accepting interviews from these media?"

He got two unhesitating shakes of the head.

"May I ask when you plan to go home? Do you need me to arrange for someone to escort you back secretly?"

He got another arrogant shake of the head.

The man under the mask curved his lips, but there was no smile at all: "So you want to leave through the main entrance openly? After being trampled to death by your fanatical fans, do you want to put our company on the hot search?"

"..." The undead demon raised his head from under his hat, stared at him strangely, and raised his cell phone after a moment.

A big bold “Yes!”

Wen Can: ...

He looked a little impatient.

He leaned back in his chair, stretched out his hand and pinched his brow under his hat, and said, "What exactly do you want to do? You never wanted to show up in public before, but on the first day of coming to Xingfei, you made such a big fuss, wishing that the whole world would know your movements - can I ask your intentions?"

The undead demon was spinning around in his chair like a bratty kid with ADHD.

After a moment of unfathomable silence, she tapped away and raised her phone again.

-It makes you unhappy.

Wen Can: ???

Even someone as knowledgeable as Wen Can was stunned for a few seconds by these four words.

Then he almost laughed out of anger.

"Your intention is to make me unhappy?" He pondered these words and said with a half-smile, "I wonder how I have offended the Undead Demon? Why did I make you do something so detrimental to others and yourself?"

There was a crackling sound.

-You hate me.

-It’s my hobby to make people who hate me upset.

-If you are unhappy too, you can tear up the contract, let me leave Huaye, and get out of Xingfei.

Wen Can: ...

Relying on good quality and upbringing, I resisted the urge to swear.

But it was impossible to let her leave Xingfei and Huaye - a huge cash cow.

What an ungrateful young bastard.

Wen Can thought indifferently - relying on her talent, she thought there was a place for her to stay besides Xingfei? But apart from Xingfei, who else would let her get nearly 100% freedom without paying any price or going through any hardships?

I don't know how she got through all those years with such a personality. Has she suffered many losses but still remains so rebellious, or is it because of luck that she has never been exploited or deceived?

Crackle - another burst of typing sounds.

The phone screen was once again held upright in front of him.

-How about it? You can't bear to part with my treasure bowl, right?

-I just came to your company and I received more than a dozen business cards.

-It seems that even though the boss hates me, the employees don't agree with you.

-Hahaha

-Pandaman covers his mouth and laughs.jpg

Wen Can: …… ...

Who can tell him, is this idiot who is so cheap and deserves to be beaten really an immortal demon? Is he really the young genius immortal demon that his mother likes so much, admires so much, and loves so much?

Someone come and knock him out.

This really went beyond his imagination, and he, who was used to having his fantasies shattered, couldn't help but want to close his eyes and escape.

Wen Can had a blank expression on his face. He lowered his head slightly, raised his hand, and pressed hard on his forehead. It seemed gentle, but in fact he was rubbing his temple very hard, as if he wanted to dispel the stupid emotion in his head that was struck by thunder.

He didn't know that the man opposite him who was being a masochist was gently clenching his fists, trying hard to suppress the slight excitement that was spreading from the bottom of his heart.

——It’s so fun.

——What does it feel like?

——Why does my brain get so excited when I see him react to my unprecedented reaction? My eyes want to see his expression clearly, even every emotion in his eyes.

——She doubted that anyone could see her bright green pupils if she took off her glasses.

——She had never been so obsessed with a person or a thing, and so full of all-round curiosity.

——Wen Can has many sides. He is not only gentle and forbearing when facing her, but he can also be so intolerable. It is so vivid.

——She was a little jealous of the immortal demon. Why couldn’t Ye Kong force out such rich emotions?

...Wait, jealousy?

The pupils under the glasses contracted slightly, and even his breath was held for a moment.

Ye Kong was slightly stunned under this ostentatious and servile appearance: Who? Me? Was the feeling just now jealous? Who am I jealous of? Am I jealous of myself?

She suddenly looked up at Wen Can, then started typing quickly again.

This time, before she could raise it, she was stopped by the man's palm facing outward.

Wen Can made a gesture of rejection without even looking at it: "Stop typing. If all the content is invalid, then there is no need for us to communicate."

"The contract between Huaye and Xingfei has been signed. I will not go back on my word. But please don't cause too much trouble to our company, Miss Undead Demon. If you affect the normal work of our employees, the Legal Department will also..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his cell phone suddenly vibrated.

Wen Can obviously didn't have the habit of answering the phone during meetings. He clearly intended to just take a quick look and hang up, but he didn't know who was calling, which made him pause.

He retracted his raised palm, frowned and lowered his head, answered the phone almost without hesitation, then stood up and walked out without even looking at anyone.

Ye Kong: ...

A fire was put out just as it was about to start.

She leaned back in her chair with her shoulders slumped, and began to think expressionlessly about who had called him.

On the other side, Wen Can closed the door of the conference room and went into the lounge next door before asking, "How is it?"

The person on the other end answered quickly.

"It seems that Nangang has issued a gag order on that person's affairs, and the Qin family is not allowed to get close to him. The last time I asked, they directly replaced a group of security guards. However, I found a man in the countryside who was the Qin family's old gardener many years ago. According to other people, he should have been in charge of a garden in the Qin family's old house seven years ago."

Wen Can listened to the other side continue talking in silence.

"We originally came here to try our luck, but when we asked..."

The person on the other end paused, and seemed to find it incredible: "She said that she had picked up a camera, and there was a big secret hidden in it."

Wen Can's pupils shrank.

"We spent several days trying to figure it out and finally determined that it was the video footage related to that lady."

"But she had a condition. She said she didn't want money and only wanted to see Eleven again before she was willing to hand over the camera."

In the closed and dim room, Wen Can was silent for a long time, and finally said lightly and coldly: "Then bring her to Yuzhou."

"I want to see her in person."

In the conference room separated by a wall, Ye Kong suddenly showed signs of hyperactivity, silently raised his eyes and looked at the opposite wall.